I’ll be even more snarky with my comment this time Colonel-Knight-Rider, because let’s face it I’m bored and this amuses me. Colonel-Knight-Rider, if you were a smart Colonel-Knight-Rider, if you were a thoughtful Colonel-Knight-Rider, if you had any insight Colonel-Knight-Rider, if you had any sense at all Colonel-Knight-Rider, you’d stop now, Colonel-Knight-Rider, while you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, were ahead. Because you see, Colonel-Knight-Rider, you, Colonel-Knight-Rider are out-manned/out-womanned/out-NB’ed by every single one of us who aren’t Colonel-Knight-Rider.
You, Colonel-Knight-Rider, are playing with fire Bobby. There are plenty of people here, Colonel-Knight-Rider, who have more of a pedigree than I do but y’see Colonel-Knight-Rider, you’re messing with someone so far out of your element that you, Colonel-Knight-Rider cannot possibly understand the forces you’re fucking with.
I say that, Colonel-Knight-Rider, because I’m a post-grad. Worse for you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, I’m a post-grad with a lot of free time on my hands and in possession of an eloquence with words that far exceeds yours Colonel-Knight-Rider. I’ve been reading voraciously my entire life, and writing too, before you were a sperm produced by your sad Colonel-Knight-Rider father. So really, understand Colonel-Knight-Rider that, as someone with a bunch of free time on my hands, and a penchant for being easily bored, that this is entertainment to me. Now you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, must understand, I’m a kind and compassionate person, I’m a nice guy in the actual definition of the term and not the one that fuckless incels like you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, claim to be. The legitimate kind.
Normally I would leave someone like you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, entirely alone, feel sorry for you (Colonel-Knight-Rider), or even (until I learned what your, Colonel-Knight-Rider, bigoted beliefs were) attempt to be your (Colonel-Knight-Rider) friend. But the fact that you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, act like a petulant, spoiled milk little baby bitch-boy.. the fact that you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, would be so immature that you’d (Colonel-Knight-Rider) make petitions to the supreme court (the SCOTUS no less), as if they give a fucking iota of shart about your (Colonel-Knight-Rider) immature problems and online scuffles. That they would actually take your (Colonel-Knight-Rider) case, and act on it, because it’s obviously equivalent to something like Obergefell, is an insult to thinking and reasoning people. That you (Colonel-Knight-Rider) would waste the court’s time over some stupid online spat with people that you (Colonel-Knight-Rider) cannot tolerate, and feel that you (Colonel-Knight-Rider) have the right to suppress the free speech of…well I can’t let that go without scorn and mockery. It’s scorn and mockery that Colonel-Knight-Rider you brought upon yourself (Colonel-Knight-Rider). To make matters worse, for you, Colonel-Knight-Rider, that you, Colonel-Knight-Rider keep doubling down on your, Colonel-Knight-Rider utter stupidity, means that you’ve, Colonel-Knight-Rider, made yourself, Colonel-Knight-Rider, the target of scorn and ridicule…and you (Colonel-Knight-Rider) know what? You (Colonel-Knight-Rider) deserve every single last bit of it.
Learn to internet, comrade Colonel-Knight-Rider.